Sleeping is skeery

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I'm so tired I can barely see, and yet I'm wandering around the internet getting into trouble, sending weird (possibly incoherent) emails to friends, reading friends' blogs and friends' friends' blogs, tracking down the origins of peculiar fannish phrases I was too un-hip to know about until now, and switching around my lj icons for no particular reason (behold the sockpuppet flag, and tremble).

Last night I was plagued by dreams of Amish people scolding me for being late with my website updates (how did they know??) as they yelled hip fannish net-speak phrases that appeared in glowing words around them, and fed me lemon poundcake, and now I'm afraid of what might rise from the back of my brain if I dare sleep again. Skeery. The lemon poundcake part was pretty nice, though.

It could be the new medicine making me out of sorts.

I'm inclined to blame everything on Troy, though.

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unable to resist!

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Last night I was plagued by dreams of Amish people scolding me for being late with my website updates (how did they know??) as they yelled hip fannish net-speak phrases

"Sister Meritahut, thou art much with teh late, yo!"

"Thy head needs pastede on, yay verily."

Yay verily!

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I laughed enough to perk up and get my inert mopey self started on the day's chores:

1. feed livestock (one [1] cat)
2. sweep barn (have you seen the condition of my condo? might as well be living in a barn)
3. tend crops (clean out old vegetables now putting down roots in the crisper)
4. churn butter for bagels (it doesn't make itself, you know)
5. apply for every job listed on every job board that doesn't require working for telemarketers, spammers, or The place that won't be named or even linked to

For one of The English, you are much with teh funny. Yegads, I don't even know if I'm using that correctly. It's just not right when imaginary Amish people are more internet-savvy than I am!

Re: Yay verily!

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I laughed enough to perk up and get my inert mopey self started on the day's chores

As Avon used to say, "Well, that makes it all worthwhile." :-)

For one of The English, you are much with teh funny.

Thanks! I can't help it; I'm a linguistic sponge. The hubby scolds me when I'm on the phone to our new employers. "Stop talking like that! They'll think you're making fun of them!" he whispers. "Talking like what?" I whisper back, in a perfect (but perfectly unconscious) Texas twang. Oops.